He glances over at said 'dog' and gives a snort and a shake of his head.

"I usually have a dog around, given Winifred," he says as he walks in, closing the door behind him and waiting to watch Jacobi. He's well aware how fresh into his death toll he is and how likely it is that he could fall over.

"And I have a wolf around at work when Lark can spare the time. Not a problem." When he can, the laptop is going to get placed on the bed where he assumes Jacobi wasn't laying before he starts looking for a plug for it.